When her mother came out of the operating room, Jiang Nanchu and Fu Zekai followed into the ward, because she was under general anesthesia, her mother was still in a coma, Fu Zekai saw her holding her mother's hand in a daze, so he walked out with the doctor.

When the mother woke up, it was already night, and Fu Zekai came in with a middle-aged and kind female nurse, this nurse Jiang Nan saw it for the first time, when her mother was injured and hospitalized before, she had also seen it a few times, worked in the hospital for many years, was patient and meticulous and responsible for patients, and had a good reputation.

Jiang Nanchu looked at Fu Zekai, his eyes full of gratitude. Fu Zekai came over and took her hand, saw her reluctant look, and persuaded her to go home to rest, after all, her mother is not an ordinary patient, she has been tired for a day, and she is really not at ease to live here, and she can't say it clearly, so she has to persuade her with good words, and promised her to send her over early tomorrow morning, so she even coaxed and deceived her to take her home.

Jiang Nanchu went back and forth between the hospital and home like this, Fu Zekai insisted on not letting her live in the hospital, just hoping that she could get the best rest at home, the two quarreled a few words, Jiang Nanchu couldn't resist his temper after all, and obediently accepted the driver's pick-up every day.

It didn't take long for Jiang Nanchu to be tired and lose his human form, with nightmares every night, and when he woke up, Fu Zekai would say softly Jiang Wei, and what surprised her even more was that Fu Zekai, who used to be away from home for dinner at least 3 days a week, was waiting for her to come back at home every day these days, so that she couldn't excuse herself from going home too late.

Jiang Nanchu went back and forth between the hospital and home like this, Fu Zekai insisted on not letting her live in the hospital, just hoping that she could get the best rest at home, the two quarreled a few words, Jiang Nanchu couldn't resist his temper after all, and obediently accepted the driver's pick-up every day.

It didn't take long for Jiang Nanchu to be tired and lose his human form, with nightmares every night, and when he woke up, Fu Zekai would say softly Jiang Wei, and what surprised her even more was that Fu Zekai, who used to be away from home for dinner at least 3 days a week, was waiting for her to come back at home every day these days, so that she couldn't excuse herself from going home too late.

On this day, she went to see her mother early in the morning, but just walked in the door but heard a loud noise, and the nurse also screamed, Jiang Nanchu pushed the door in, and saw a mess on the ground, her mother was covered with a quilt, and asked the nurse to know that the hospital's meal made her mother angry and angry.

Jiang Nanchu opened the corner of his mother's quilt, and his mother opened it, and it hurt hotly.

She took out the copied poetry book from her backpack, turned a page, and recited it aloud, the mother in the quilt gradually stabilized, and when she read the third paragraph, the mother finally poked her head out of the corner of the quilt, Jiang Nanchu raised her eyes, did not disturb her mother, and continued to recite with emotion.

This feeling reminds her of when she was a child, she hid in the quilt with her parents and refused to come out, and her mother would often be by her side: "I'm going to go out to eat with my dad in a while, there is a child's favorite lobster in it, but it's a pity that this child has to choose to eat wowotou in his dreams at home, oops, so pitiful." Like this, after not saying a few words, Jiang Nanchu would poke his head out of the quilt and be carried out of the room by his mother.

Shifting in time and space, she weaves a poetic dream for her mother, who is more prolific than when she was a child, because when she was a child, she could only use food to tempt.

A warm flower bloomed in Jiang Nan's heart, she thought, in the past, she always seemed to want to find dependence from her mother's momentary sobriety, it turned out that she should have taken care of her mother as a daughter a long time ago.

"Look, what is this?" Jiang Nanchu sent the poetry collection to his mother.

Mother took it and looked at it for a while, but did not express any opinion, Jiang Nanchu didn't expect his mother to hug him in surprise and express Nanchu's feelings like this when he grew up. Before, she was afraid that her mother would be irritated because of her font that resembled her father's notes, but it seemed that her mother was still weak and did not have the physical and mental strength to think about these problems, so she was too worried.

"Auntie, I'm really sorry, you're not injured, are you?" Jiang Nanchu asked apologetically as he watched the nurse clean up.

"It's okay, Miss Jiang, your mother didn't want to eat, so she didn't eat a bite. "The nurse has been in the nursing home for some years, and it is not strange for this kind of crazy patient, but it is just that the operation needs maintenance, how can it be good if you don't eat?

Jiang Nanchu couldn't help it, so she coaxed her mother to drink milk with honey in front of her, and watched her focus on flipping through the poetry collection, so she silently stayed by the side, until the evening, Fu Zekai's driver came to pick her up.

"Li Qiang, aren't we going home?" Jiang Nanchu sat in the back seat, and opened his eyes tiredly, only to find that the route Li Qiang was driving was not the direction of home.

"Mr. Fu asked me to send you to the spa. Li Qiang respectfully explained that he never called Young Master Fu Zekai, because Fu Zekai hated this title.

Jiang Nan only remembered that when she left the house, Fu Zekai told her a sentence, which mentioned SPA, and she didn't listen carefully when she was in a hurry, and then forgot about it when she was busy. I'm going to class tomorrow, and it's not a bad thing to be able to straighten it out, Jiang Nanchu leaned back to his seat,

Li Qiang is the son of the old driver of the Fu family, and he often accompanied Fu Zekai for a period of time when he was a child, and at that time, he would help say a few good words about Fu Zekai after Fu Zekai met her coldly, for example, when Fu Zekai coldly refused Jiang Nanchu to go home with him, he would say: "Actually, the young master walked too fast, I am afraid of tiring you." For example, when Fu Zekai refused to eat the lunch that Jiang Nanchu brought him, he would say: "Young Master just can't get used to Chinese food, don't mind." ”

Li Qiang's self-righteous expression of Jiang Nanchu's Jiang comfort to Jiang Nanchu became a sarcasm for her in Jiang Nanchu's eyes, thinking that I was walking slowly? The food I brought was not delicious? For this reason, Jiang Nanchu gave Li Qiang a lot of blank eyes and sarcasm.

Jiang Nanchu thought of this, looked at Li Qiang's eyes in the rearview mirror looking straight ahead, and asked in a straightforward tone: "Li Qiang, do you also think that I am a very unpopular person?"

"Madam, look at what you said, how could it be?" Li Qiang smiled, his tone was natural, Jiang Nanchu could not be shocked by the waves in his eyes in the rearview mirror, maybe he was thinking that her words were nonsense, or maybe she was now Fu Zekai's wife, and it was not easy to comment as a subordinate.

"What about when I was a child? I wasn't Mrs. Fu before, what did you think?" Jiang Nan thought that he was now serving Fu Zekai, and he definitely denied her boss when he denied her. But she just wanted to know what people who had served the Fu family since their father's generation would say about her, at least to some extent, it was a microcosm of how the Fu family viewed her.

"Madam, in the past, everything was just a child's house, and at that time, Mr. Fu didn't seem to like anyone, and he had his difficulties. Li Qiang looked left and right and said something else, and after saying that, Ren Jiang Nanchu didn't answer any more questions, and his expression was calm, and he drove elegantly.

It is truly the best membership-only spa in the city, with a retro interior, elegant and quiet, as if you are in an ancient garden. The service staff is polite, and even the people who lead the way are generous and decent.

Jiang Nanchu walked into the room, she was no stranger to this environment when she accompanied her mother to do beauty treatment, and the female masseuse saw her come in and smiled generously to help her change clothes.

The masseur was strong enough, Jiang Nanchu felt the pain in his shoulders and neck, and sizzled and gasped.

"Mrs. Fu, you have to pay attention to your cervical spine, there is a tendency to reflex. The masseur reminded softly, "Do you often work at the desk, do you usually feel pain?"

"Fortunately, I don't usually feel uncomfortable. Jiang Nanchu was stuffed in the hole of the massage table, and her whole face was detained inside, affecting her normal speech.

After a long period of essential oil boiling, Jiang Nanchu looked at the time and decided to go for a spa.

The bamboo curtain was hanging down, Jiang Nanchu was lying in the water, and the heat steamed the aroma of lavender, making her drowsy. She climbed onto the handrail on the edge of the bath, remembered how she had been in the bath with her mother, sighed softly, and closed her eyes.

"Do you know? Fu Zekai is back!" A female voice came from next door, this SPA place imitates a hot spring, the partition is just separated by a bamboo curtain, and it is not soundproof.

"Really?" said another excited female voice.

"My brother was having dinner at Cuilin Xuan a few days ago and saw him. ”

"I really miss seeing him every day at school. ”

"Nymphomaniac, but he has been in the United States for so many years, has he been married a long time ago. ”

"How come, his family's industry is so big, if he really gets married, our entire city will probably know about it. ”

"So, he's the fifth diamond king?"

The latter words are nothing more than the infinite speculation of the two women about whether the diamond king is single and if they are really single, whether they also have the opportunity to join the competition, and then deny that they are a little rich that is, Jiang's small family jasper or find a good man to achieve ordinary happiness is more reliable, such a rich family will definitely find a woman who is the right person to help their industry more prosperous, and it is natural for them to join forces.

Then the two sighed that it was not good to be too rich, what is the point of not marrying true love in this life, and then thought of the rich businessmen living in the Pearl of the Orient, it is a common phenomenon to play with their wives Mingli in love, after all, marriage has long been not a hotbed for true love to grow in this year.

Jiang Nanchu listened to the gossip news with great interest, and at the same time she was also judging what kind of marriage she and Fu Zekai belonged to, a strong alliance? What about his thoughts about her? He couldn't figure out anything but true love, well!

After Jiang Nanchu finished his judgment, he found that the two had shifted the topic to their former middle school days, and they were very honored, because the topic still revolved around the prince in their hearts, so Jiang Nanchu finally heard her name from their mouths, but she couldn't listen to it after listening to a few words, because she was completely seen as a negative character, in the current idol drama, she is the second cannon fodder female with a good family background but not good and super unpitied, and the heroine is naturally the Ke Jin she doesn't want to see the most.

Jiang Nanchu couldn't listen to it anymore, got up and left, bringing a commotion of water, and the voice next to him was slightly affected, and then continued to sound every word of you and me, and talked happily.

Jiang Nanchu didn't feel tight in his chest for the first time, how could those two women be so excited to consume their physical and mental strength and soak for so long? Jiang Nanchu finally attributed this unfairness to her low blood sugar. When I got dressed and walked out, the waiter had already served snacks and hot tea, which was really a good service.

Jiang Nanchu ate a few bites of sweet but not greasy snacks and felt a lot refreshed and ready to leave.

Walking in the corridor, her two familiar voices sounded again, their topic has shifted, and they are talking about the autumn discount shopping, Jiang Nanchu smiled, the topic of women will always be these few things, billions of people in the world, all women are saying the same thing, will God get bored?